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Mayday

by The Pokes

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    The Pokes' 4th album!
    The 13 songs come with a 12-page booklet, a beautiful sticker and watch out for a noisy surprise before you even play the CD.
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1.
God save the Pokes --------------------------- We came out of nowhere just as you And head there together one day too We chase you through the ups of life And show the downs are just as bright Ref: God save the Pokes -The melody-tycoons God save the Pokes - The idea-baboons God save the Pokes - And their mighty tunes - God save the Pokes – GOD SAVE THE POKES We teach the mayhems, the mayhems of love Set up a peepshow of desire We chase the darkest, the darkest of moods Whilst keep poking the fire We do not copy, we do not pretend We’ll catch you with our beat In folkpunk and lyrics we do stand firm We will make you move your feet
2.
Bottoms up 03:12
Bottoms up ----------------- A midterm relationship cruising Left to recover without me To the lady I love and honour I’m coerced to make my plea Bedding the matter in ignorance I admit it didn’t work well Shrugging I try to duck away I gambled to let time tell Ref: Never mind - bottoms up – Try tomorrow for better luck Never mind – bottoms up – Another pint and you won’t feel stuck Never mind – bottoms up – Another pint and you won’t feel stuck There’s no escape, no getaway Those worries caught up with me Mating with sorrow and grief I’m struggling to break free I wish for a blissful passing To any matters coming near No trouble-shooting from me today I’m opting for malt and beer
3.
Mayday 03:44
Mayday ------------------------ My dear beloved neighbourhood Taking mature steps of no good While being totally repossessed You’re losing charm and steadiness Ref Mayday-Mayday – The wannabes are coming Mayday-Mayday – They are homing in Mayday-Mayday - The wannabes are coming Mayday-Mayday – They want the house I’m living in Merely another passing fancy Some minute-jacks feeling rather chancy A shoddy manoeuvre with a pattern Another district for the it-guys to batten The borough now wealthy but dying Residents leaving, its soul left crying It is a damned boon and bane As “prosperity” sets the frame A spreading disease of filthy lucre I feel compelled as a by-standing sucker There’s time for talking and for silence There’s time for walking and for violence
4.
Get me out of this ------------------------ I bury my talents in the name of booze Waste my life and keep running Take my moaning from bar to bar Seeking comfort from an easy darling Then she comes as a loving guide Then she fills me up with light Then she leads me safe and sound Then I fuck it up till all is dark around The senseless awe I cause around me Tempting loves bloody law A mere action without soul An end I’ve seen before Then she comes as a loving guide Then she fills me up with light Then she leads me safe and sound Then I fuck it up till all is dark around No insight given and no lures The verge of trust pointing back Mistaken suffering to be the cure The cause on a different track Then she comes as a loving guide Then she fills me up with light Then she leads me safe and sound Then I fuck it up till all is dark around Ref : Come on shake me, come on wake me Just get me out of this Come on shake me, come on wake me Just get me out of this Just get me out of this
5.
Countryside 02:58
Countryside ------------------ Die,die,die… Ref: Die-die-die – Shut up! You fucking birds Die-die-die - Get lost! You yukky fish Die-die-die - Piss off ! You cloudy clouds This is not the wildlife I love and miss Nature can be so lovely Like butterflies or cows MOOHing But mainly I’m pissed off By the creatures and their doings Die,die,die… I love a bit of countryside I enjoy our natures blithe But sadly, sadly it is spoilt By insects and the like Die-die die… I love my lakes and mountains And give joy to an oceanview But mostly it is ruined By animals and people like you
6.
Bitch-cow-darling ------------------------ No, I love you - yes, I don´t I know I should - that´s if I could You can talk like a whore, adore and smile You can be a bore with style You can put up a fight, without a reason Give me a fright and come teasing You can be the pain in the arse I just needed Or play the princess to be pleaded Is it rampant vice or making scenes? Is it throwing dice or counting beans? Now you´re nagging and next you´re hugging Now you´re bitch and next you´re darling Ref: You are my bitch-cow-darling
7.
I wish 03:25
I wish --------- 1.Ref: I wish I had a wish to wish - I wish I had a wish to wish For the world not to fall to bits Or a lady with three tits I wish I had a wish to wish I’m ready, I’m ready, for any shooting star Any holy shrine, stone or altar 2.Ref: I wish I had a wish to wish – I wish I had a wish to wish For a life in peace and in quiet For my lass to go on a diet I wish I had a wish to wish I’m ready, I’m ready for any wish come true But my mind is blank, it has turned into glue 3.Ref: I wish I had a wish to wish - I wish I had a wish to wish For a little chat with the Almighty Or meet Mary without a nighty I wish I had a wish to wish Maybe, maybe, maybe, I should make a list Write down all my wishes, my wishes I want to wish Maybe, maybe, maybe, when I’ll stare at the sky I’ll tick off all my wishes as shooting stars go by 4.Ref: I wish I had a wish to wish - I wish I had a wish to wish For a love though without the bother A malt-barrel that’ll always recover I wish I had a wish to wish 5.Ref: I wish I had a wish to wish –I wish I had a wish to wish To drop dead loved and merry Or go boozing with a fairy I wish I had a wish to wish
8.
Yesterdayman 03:30
Yesterday-man -------------------- My past is sucking and borrowing My now is my past sorrowing My past had some edges showing My now feels those edges growing My past suffers a lack of debate My now are the basics to what I relate My past differs from whoever tells My now’s like an icecream that melts My past had more time than I have left My now smiles kindly upon this theft My past saw a constant change of shape My now is tempting with its own luring bait My past is a cow forever milked My now is like a wispy drape of silk My past was fixed mainly on highways My now on diversions and their byways My past was according to my needs My now is evermore demanding deeds Ref : I am a yesterday-man - I am a yesterday-man I feel lost but live - as much as I can
9.
Skip this song ------------------ I found tomorrow just another day Staring at the clouds, listening to the rain Drifting into a dreamy form of gone The self-happiness of being alone Worn out from keeping keeping on Bearing hopes for more to come I got more sorrys than I could give I got more love than I would live -I did not like it, but thought I will -I was a naysayer, dying but not ill -I did not like it, but thought I will -I was a naysayer, dying but not ill Ref: Skip this song if you don’t want to listen Skip this song if you don’t want to hear Skip this song if it’s never your fault Skip this song, just have another beer A stranded hero of my own dreams Paying tribute to ones self-esteem Discovering the assets of the realm A changeling accepting the facts of being -I did not like it, but thought I will… Dropping a premise to restart I kill my idols and ignore my past NOW if I find tomorrow just another day I hit the breaks and I steer away -I did not like it, but thought I will…
10.
What I don’t know ------------------------- Some say suffering is happiness backwards I say loving is played with the same chords My soul-compass has a straight bearing Including some offs and a lack of caring It´d be great if you’d appear when desired Staying invisible until required Turn up in times, in dire need Whilst keeping to your own noble deeds I want to be left alone and twosome I want company and loneliness in one I don’t mind the wedded gives and takes If still able to raise the stakes Main Ref: What I don’t know I can’t show I can’t miss I can’t resolve What I don’t know I can’t show I can’t help I can’t involve What I don’t know I can’t show - What I don’t know I cannot show I can’t love I can’t owe, owe, owe
11.
Touch me 03:50
Touch me, hold me ------------------------ I’ve been cuffed before To a person that once was a lover I’ve learned nothing And went straight to another Damned to watch My contra-motions happy to recover I got the feel Of a journey that couldn’t be rougher A traveller of lust And sometimes love, in my own clumsy way On emotional vacation I was happy with my halfboard stays I do not like all-inclusive Just need a ticket to get away It’s the soul, The form of forms, urging me astray Some memories now soft The years made them easy, so easy to turn The constant drag Sustaining believes, all feels like uphill work Some sideshows of passion I still remember how bad I got burned Like a human lemming I follow and jump after what I yearn Ref: Touch me - hold me - But PLEASE let me go - let me go – let me go – let me go Let me go – let me go – let me go – let go PLEASE let me go
12.
Brooding 04:17
Brooding ------------- Brooding about pieces shattered and broken Brooding over words that should’ve been spoken Brooding, clinging to the shreds of decency Brooding, while casting them off just as easy Brooding over gives and takes Brooding over chances and rates Brooding over loops and traps Brooding in a cul de sac Ref: Brooding, brooding, Ooh brooding Drifting apart on a mental cruising Brooding, brooding, Ooh brooding Brooding over unheard prayers from within Brooding while listening with a ghastly grin Brooding can feel like slogging a dead weight Brooding might turn into a downhill chase of fate Brooding in my mental slum Brooding over things to come Brooding over alleged facts Brooding over memories that are crap Brooding with those memories turning soft Brooding accounting those involved and lost Brooding, a merry gathering of old grieves Brooding over lost loves and their thieves Brooding so me and I can meet Brooding as a trick and treat Brooding, over optional bonds Brooding over those I’ve mourned
13.
Neverending 03:42
Neverending ------------------ Being able to see the world I could seldom see me Too much loving backwards Taking losses to feel free I never kept hold - I watched it grow cold - I n e v e r kept hold I tried steering away With a tightness in my chest Hosting secrets that hurt A dead love as my guest I never kept hold - I watched it grow cold - I n e v e r kept hold A sentiment, no hard feelings At least not anymore A love that now shines Low and late at its core I never kept hold - I watched it grow cold - I n e v er kept hold Even when we’ve made our vow I was fully aware Knowing myself to well That I’d try to dodge the fare I never kept hold – I watched it grow cold - I n e v e r kept hold Ref: This is a song about wasted love A deadend-theme but being sung This is a song about having enough About my passion being flung …… Neverending, neverending, neverending - but being sung Neverending, neverending, neverending - but being sung

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Welcome to The Pokes’ 4th album – “Mayday”!

The Pokes are a folk-punk band from Berlin and we make quite a racket with our acoustic instruments. – Be it live or in the recording studio.
We have our say and we have our style.

You might even be able to hear a hint of studio-experience, picked up on the way, when listening to the sound profile and some of the songwriting involved. When skimming the lyrics you find the topics amidst The Pokes’ favourite subjects of love-life-death and the various in-betweens. Notable thereon are the aspects and the point from where a view is taken. No mindcuffs of genre. The sound sometimes is smack on and punk - sometimes groovy and folk.
A perfect Soundtrack for boozing, dancing or brooding – or maybe a gift…

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released January 1, 2014

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The Pokes Berlin, Germany

The Pokes – Berlins No.1 Folkpunk-Band The Pokes rock - The Pokes are danceable - The Pokes are folk-punk.
The sound, the voice, the contents of our own lyrics are unique features
and our live character rounds it all off. It’s distinctive – it’s us.
The Pokes’ style lacks the mindcuffs of genre.
God save the Pokes !
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